Chapter 65
Chapter 65
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: The Yandere Fairy's Gaze is Strange
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"Fuck, what the hell is this..."
Fingertips trembled faintly.
He gripped the hand gripping his phone and stared at the screen.
The screen showed Yoo Soeun, her silhouette standing out even more sharply in the darkness.
'What the hell is she up to at this hour?'
Under the streetlight, Soeun-i gave off a vibe completely different from the daytime.
No soft, gentle smile. No warm gaze.
Instead—
There lingered a chilling, eerie obsession.
Gulp.
He swallowed dryly without thinking.
Soeun had been prowling around his house all through the dawn hours.
At first, it looked like she was just wandering aimlessly, but as time dragged on, her behavior grew increasingly bizarre.
In the CCTV footage, Yoo Soeun tugged at the iron door leading to the rooftop, as if trying to get up there.
She yanked the handle a few more times, confirming it was locked.
When the door wouldn't budge, she stepped back and looked up.
At that instant, a cold shiver raced down his spine.
'No way... is she checking if the rooftop hot spring work is finished?'
He pinched the screen to zoom in.
Yoo Soeun's eyes were fixed upward, on the rooftop railing.
Her lips moved faintly, but with no audio on the CCTV, there was no telling what she said.
Taking a deep breath, he kept watching the screen.
And then.
Soeun stood there for a while longer before pushing at the iron door again. When it still refused to open, she slowly shifted her steps toward the wall this time.
Her gaze locked onto one spot.
The window.
She drew close to the window and slowly extended her hand.
The way she lightly caressed the glass with her fingertips made his heart plummet.
'...She's trying to peer inside the house.'
Soeun was definitely trying to look in.
Thankfully, the windows were professionally tinted, hiding the interior from view, but she showed no signs of giving up.
She inched even closer, tilting her head this way and that.
Searching for any gap, however small.
'Fuck, this is straight-up terrifying...'
Soeun stood stock-still for ages, her palm pressed flat against the glass.
Watching her do it had his throat parched from sheer tension.
She leaned her face in closer, eyes narrowed like she was hunting for something.
But finding nothing, she frowned and muttered to herself again.
'Worth every penny on that top-tier tint job.'
She lingered like that for a few more seconds before finally sighing and bowing her head.
Then, bit by bit, she vanished from the camera's frame.
Ha...
Fuck, what the hell? This wasn't some horror flick.
If she was doing this because she liked him, it made zero goddamn sense.
Still wired with tension, he sank deep into the sofa, clutching his phone.
Cold sweat trickled slowly down the back of his neck, and every time he pictured Yoo Soeun's final frame from the CCTV, a creepy chill wrapped around his whole body.
Bzzz.
Bzzz.
That's when his phone buzzed to life.
"...!!"
His heart dropped like a stone.
Maybe it was the aftershock from that CCTV clip, but the vibration stabbed sharp.
He glanced at the screen: Jin Hyeong-o.
Pulling himself together, he hit the call button.
"Hello?"
"Haeseong-ssi, can you talk right now?"
"Yeah, go ahead."
Clearing his throat lightly before asking, Jin Hyeong-o paused briefly, then spoke.
"I looked into that Yoo Soeun incident based on the KakaoTalk you sent. The victim was Kim Sejin."
"Ah, Kim Sejin?"
"But the statement... it's got some really weird parts."
He leaned forward, gripping the phone even tighter.
"Like what?"
"According to the statement, victim Kim Sejin happened to see Yoo Soeun fiddling with her phone. The screen showed a photo of her looking all lovey-dovey with her boyfriend."
"Yeah, and?"
"So Kim Sejin comments to Yoo Soeun, who's staring at her phone, 'Boyfriend? You two look great together.' That's when Yoo Soeun stabs his forearm with a ballpoint pen."
He'd heard the gist from Jiwon-i's mom already, but the details were so absurd, he'd figured something crucial was missing.
But this matched up—no real discrepancies.
Letting out a deep sigh, he spoke up.
"Ex-boyfriend pic or something? No other reason to stab someone with a pen..."
"Yeah, that part struck me as off too. Anyway, that's the full rundown. Yoo Soeun settled with Kim Sejin and got a suspended prosecution."
He squeezed the phone harder.
"...Nothing more detailed?"
"Want me to reach out to victim Kim Sejin?"
"If you could, I'd owe you big time. You up for it?"
A beat of silence.
Then Jin Hyeong-o's voice in his ear.
"Sure, I'll give it a shot."
Sowol Fairy crossed the threshold of Jua Fairy's villa.
She passed through the yard and shoved open the massive glass door. Inside, a sweet, faint fragrance hung in the air.
Scented candles, maybe. Or traces of whatever—or whoever—had been there just before.
"Sister, it's been a while."
Sowol Fairy strode through the living room into the master bedroom. Off to one side sat Jua Fairy.
She wore a white silk robe, fingers idly sorting a few strands of long hair as she gazed into the mirror.
She'd always been stunning, but now she radiated even greater elegance.
And.
On the bed's opposite side sprawled Choi Youngseok, buck naked.
The sheets were drenched in blood, his face twisted in a bizarre mix of exhaustion and emptiness as he curled up tight.
Sowol Fairy let out a light chuckle.
"Poor bastard. Of all people, he had to end up with you."
Sowol's voice sounded teasingly casual, but mockery dripped clearly from it.
Jua Fairy, no fool to that, locked eyes with her reflection's gaze in the mirror—cold and sunken.
"What's your business here?"
Her tone would've been soft and graceful as usual, but right now it cut sharp.
Her fingertips still toyed with her hair, but the leisure was gone.
Sowol took another step closer and shrugged.
"Can't a girl drop by to visit now and then?"
Jua Fairy's eyebrow twitched faintly.
Turning slowly from the mirror, she faced Sowol head-on.
Tension began to seep into the room.
"You show up unannounced. That's the issue."
Sowol narrowed her eyes in reply.
"Just curious if you've been up to anything fun lately."
Sowol's gaze flicked briefly to the bed.
Choi Youngseok hadn't stirred an inch.
Whatever. Her smile deepened.
"You always drag out the fun with your toys, huh? One quick fuck and I'm bored."
"Maybe 'cause our tastes run different."
"Ha! Think I'll try your style—hoard a toy longer. Whittle down their mind bit by bit in a nice sealed spot like this."
Jua Fairy fell silent for a moment.
Then she glided over to the vanity, picking up a glass.
The wineglass held half its fill of red liquid. She brought it to her lips for a light sip.
"Anyway, that really all?"
"Swear it. You think I've survived by being gullible?"
Jua Fairy set the glass down gently.
Her finger tapped lightly on its surface.
"I wasn't exactly dying to see you."
Ignoring her, Sowol scanned the room before her eyes settled on the table.
A man's profile sheet and photo.
She arched a brow and snatched up the picture.
Bathed in soft light, the man boasted deep-set eyes and chiseled features—strikingly handsome.
Her eyes widened for a split second.
"He's hot."
Sowol's voice bubbled with the glee of a kid spotting treasure.
Jua Fairy, hearing it, crossed her legs primly from her chair and eyed the photo with haughty poise.
"He's my toy."
Firm. Stripped of excess feeling.
Sowol eyed her with keen interest.
Then, lips quirking faintly, she murmured low.
"Finder's keepers, right? Our little rule between sisters?"
Jua Fairy's fingers stiffened—just a touch.
Sowol had her there.
When had it started?
Back in childhood, they'd always turned their wants into games.
Objects, people, even trifles.
And whoever snagged it first took the win—their unspoken code.
"...Wanna make a bet?"
"You've already got a toy you're playing with."
"One toy doesn't cut it for me."
In that instant, Jua Fairy's gaze turned ice-cold.
Sowol, relishing the reaction, flashed a leisurely smile.
"Hmm... Han Haeseong... Even the name's a keeper."
Sowol stared at the photo a good long while, flicking its corner idly—until Jua Fairy shot to her feet and yanked it away.
"Hand it over!"
Sowol blinked once, sharply.
But mischief curled her lips soon enough.
"Oh, wait... I've already memorized the address?"
With that, Sowol spun on her heel and marched straight out of the villa.
Jua Fairy tracked her with a razor glare.
"I warned you—he's my toy."
Sowol exited without a backward glance.
As the door clicked shut, Jua Fairy's rigid mask melted away like it was all theater. A cryptic smile bloomed.
She covered her mouth with her palm and murmured.
"Oops, forgot to mention... that man's linked to Eunhwa?"